Thursday, April 3, 2008

A Poem For Sage

For Sage Sebastian Carpenter

A whisper,the scent of prairie grass,and under the curve of eyebrows wise brown eyesfilled with wonder at the tasty miracle of life.

Made of the love of Jessie and Michaelthe bones and blood of two familiesthe prairie, the desert, the ocean,this small carpenter has built a houseof song and rain, laugher and tears,built it strong and true.

Grandpa and Sage

It Felt Love

How did the roseEver open its heartAnd give to this worldAll its beauty?

It felt theEncouragement of lightAgainst its being.

Otherwise,We all remainToo frightened.

-Hafiz

About The Encouragement of Light

I started this blog in March 2008, days after an auto accident that killed my 9 month old son (Sage) and my dad (Dennie) and left me with serious injuries, including a broken pelvis. I write to share my exploration of life after losing my child and to process this experience. My husband, Michael, and I find ourselves in the foreign land of grief, sometimes utterly lost, and sometimes awed by unexpected beauty.